"Humph, a plucked phoenix is no better than a chicken." Liang Shujun felt exhilarated, watching the kid wipe away his tearful gaze, he really had a hard time holding back. He teased him once and then again, but he knew he had to keep it within bounds. "Alright, so you have money, but why were you crying and wailing just now? I seem to have heard you calling out a woman’s name. Do you call her Sister Qiu?" Young Master Li became sentimental again, "She’s gone, dead. The Wang family’s two brothers were engaged to my Sister Qiu, but as soon as she got into trouble, they immediatly broke off the engagement and remarried. They’re too inhuman!" Young Master Li started crying again with a whine, clenching his tiny fists in anger during his tears. Liang Shujun really couldn’t stand this little crybaby, so he picked up a handful of hay and swished it in the air. The young master was stunned for a moment, and then saw Liang Shujun dismissively wave his hand and say, "That’s enough, no more crying. You’re supposed to be a little man, how old are you that you’re still blubbering? Aren’t you ashamed?" "I’m not young, I’m already sixteen!" He straightened his skinny frame, and then, Young Master Li glanced at Liang Shujun with contempt. "So what if I’m a man, a man can’t cry? I’m not a woman, I’m not afraid of losing face, I’ll cry if I want to, who am I bothering by crying?" "You’re bothering me. Think about me, Third Brother Liang, in this lifetime I haven’t cried to the heavens, I didn’t cry when my father died, when my mother was paralyzed and disappeared, I also didn’t cry. And you, with such a trivial matter, are crying like your life depended on it, and you still stand there boldly justified?" Young Master Li stiffened, "Really?" "Of course it’s true." He raised his eyebrows, and even a year ago when He Su had him sold to the Sky Blue Building, he hadn’t shed a single tear. Immediately, Young Master Li’s face was filled with sympathy, "That’s really sad." "Your family must treat you very poorly, right? Not being able to cry when you want to and having to choke it back, that’s pitiful. You surely have no one to cherish you!" Damn it, this young master was too naive, and he felt the urge to strangle the brat again. Liang Shujun ground his teeth fiercely, and then he simply closed his eyes to block it all out. "Hey, talk to me, huh? It’s dark in here, I’m scared." "Scram," he turned over, lying on his side with his arm as a pillow, feeling annoyed. He was thinking of how slow-witted Haoming was; on the day he was caught by the government officer, he clearly saw Haoming lurking in a corner stealthily. Haoming certainly wouldn’t ignore him, so he stayed calm, his demeanor collected, knowing that sooner or later he would be released from prison, so there was no need to fret. Probably Young Master Li had a masochistic streak. When Liang Shujun paid attention to him before, he was mean and sullen, but now that no one was minding him, he actually moved closer. Like a little puppy, Young Master Li timidly poked Liang Shujun in the ribs. "Hey, mister? Mister, talk to me!" Liang Shujun almost spat out a mouthful of blood in frustration, "Mister—!!!?" He suddenly looked at the young master, then lifted his own messy black hair, "Open your eyes wide and look carefully. Is there a mister out there as young as me in this world?" "But when I was little, my mother told me that once you’re over twenty, you can have kids. Anyone who can have kids should be called uncle?" Liang Shujun, smile, don’t get angry, smile! "Good boy, call me brother, and if brother is in a good mood, I’ll sing you a song." The kid knows his place.